"I wish that, with the exception of you and me, everyone Jon encounters while in 'Samantha mode' will treat him like the girl he is acting like. Furthermore, I wish that you will enroll him in the local elementary school, as well as other girly things, like girl scouts and ballet. I wish that, despite how much your son's behavior disturbs you, that you will outwardly support and encourage it so that he can be raised as a proper young lady. I also wish that as long as Jon remains as he currently is that you will be unable to tell anyone else that he is really your teenage son."
Jon's mom just sat there, scowling at Larry, knowing she was powerless to do anything. She just had to get that rock.
"Well, that should do it for now. Of course, I'll stop back to check your progress once in a while, of course, but I've got other obligations with this rock. And I think you should spend some time with your little girl. You may get up again once I have left and am exactly one mile from this house." With that, Larry walked out.
Several minutes later, Mrs. Smith found herself able to stand again. She wanted to run after Larry and beat him to a pulp, but he could be anywhere. How could someone do this to her own son? She knew she had to get help somehow. Maybe Jon's friend Karyn knew something about that strange stone, she should find her.
But she also knew that Jon was in no shape to look after himself as he was now. Remembering he had run off after Larry's horrible wish, she went upstairs to look for him.
